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• (breathe)

It’s rising
All the warmth and sincerity can’t fit the same at twenty-three
And yet I still feel something
And yet I’m still around

I’m still around
I hope we ascend to the tops of the trees

We met here, I could’ve sworn we did
With lungs uplifted and taking in
Mountain air with backs to the sky, knees enriched with dirt and life
And eyes set in earnest and cerulean, just waiting on nothing
But now you’ve cast your tongue to the sea
So volatile and yet empty
But I sing with earth and hold to the trees
So I guess that I’ll keep living on
I’ll keep living

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